Page 62 of Rayna's Daddy

“Uhm, Daddy.” Rayna squirmed beneath me and patted the top of my ass. I eased up and looked down at. “I can’t breathe.” I rolled on my back and brought her with me. My cock remained hard, twitched in the safe confines of her pussy. She pouted, but settled over me, not wanting me to leave her. She collapsed against my chest.

“You okay, little one?” I rubbed her back.

“I did ask for it.” She yawned. “I can’t feel my bones, but I’m okay.”

I shifted her to my left side.

“No, don’t go.” She clung to me.

“Shh. It’s okay.” I brushed her hair away from her face. “I’m not going anywhere, Rayn Drop.” Rayna settled back down. “Take a deep breath with me.”

She inhaled and exhaled. Her lower lip quivered.

“Really.” Tears pooled in her eyes. “I’m okay.”

“Oh, sweetie.” I rolled back over and hugged her close until her breath returned to normal. She relaxed in my arms and drifted to sleep. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. Holding my little girl was my job now. I had no other priorities. No meetings, no acquisitions, nothing in my life more important than the woman in my arms. She feared I’d had to choose again between my head and my heart, but I spoke the truth when I said she was the most important thing in my life.

I was excited about starting our life together.

Rayna stirred about an hour later. She lifted her head and looked around. Her head dropped back to my chest with a thud.

“Ouch.” She rubbed her head. “Daddy, your chest is hard.” My cock had fallen out of her.

“Oh, yeah.” I rolled onto my side as she slid off me. “Maybe I should eat more, get a softer chest for you to lay on.”

“No.” She shook her head. “I like the rest of you hard, just not under my head.”

I chuckled.

She looked up and giggled.

She shifted. “Owe, maybe it’s not you, it’s me.” The adrenaline wore off, and she was feeling all the aches, pains, and bruises from her punishment and our pleasure.

“What do you say to a bath to soothe those aching muscles?” I squeezed her ass. She winced.

“That a great idea.” She lifted herself.

“Where are you going, little one?” I pulled her back toward me.

“To take a bath.” She narrowed her eyes.

“I would really like to give you a bath.” I pinched her cheek. “It’s my privilege as your Daddy.”

“Are you going to join me?” The hope in her eyes, blew me away.

“I’d like to.” I scooted to the end of the bed. “If you’d like me to.”

“Yes, please.” She laid back down.

“You stay right here.” I leaned over and kissed her left, then right hip. “I’ll get our bath ready and come and get you.”

“Okay.” She stretched and closed her eyes.

“Daddy?” she called from the other room.

“Bath’s almost ready.” Impatient little one. I checked on the temperature, poured in some Epsom salt and lavender to work out the kinks. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

“But . . .” She mumbled something I couldn’t hear.

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